She made a bet, and I won [MF]

After five years together, my girlfriend and I have developed our own language, especially in the bedroom. We've learned that sometimes the hottest moments come from turning everyday intimacy into a game. That's how our little tradition of sexy bets started. Tonight's wager? The most thrilling one yet.

We'd been apart for a week because of work, and the second we reunited, she hit me with that smirk, the one that always means trouble. I barely had time to drop my bag before she was pressed against me, her fingers twisting in my shirt, her mouth hot and insistent. The kiss tasted like impatience, like seven days' worth of pent-up frustration.

She bit my lip as she pulled away. "Missed you," she murmured, and the way she said it made my pulse jump.

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The apartment smelled like garlic and rosemary when she finally let me go, she'd already started cooking, knowing I'd be hungry. She leaned against the counter, barefoot and. sipping wine. We ate slowly, trading bites across the small table, our feet playing footsie beneath it. By the time we pushed the plates aside, conversation had given way to comfortable silence, just fingers tracing patterns on each other's wrists.

The bet

Then her fingers slid up my thigh, her smirk sharpening in the dim light.

"Bet you can't last five minutes when I go down on you tonight."

Of course I had to go for it. We decided that if I lost, I'd have to eat her out however long she wanted (not exactly a punishment...). But if I won? I got to give her a facial but with a twist… I would be able to film it for the first time.

I should've known she'd fight dirty...

That night, the second the timer started, she went all in, no warm-up, no mercy. Her tongue swirled around the tip of my cock, her lips tight, her eyes locked on mine. I groaned and tangled my fingers in her hair, but she just smirked and took me all the way down her throat while moaning.

'Fuck, you're cheating,' I muttered, and she pulled off just long enough to whisper, 'No rules, baby,' before diving back down.

She went one, one hand working my shaft while her mouth focused on the head, flicking her tongue in that way that always makes my hips jerk. When she sucked hard and hollowed her cheeks, I actually had to bite my lip to keep from cumming. 

'Four minutes left,' she taunted, her breath hot against my skin. I almost lost it right there, and there was still so much time to go.

Then, she got creative. Her free hand trailed up my thigh, nails scraping lightly, before her fingers brushed lower, teasing just behind my balls. My whole body tensed

'Oh, you bastard,' I gasped, and she giggled around me, the vibrations nearly pushing me over the edge. I was so close, until I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up for a desperate kiss. 

'Not fair,' I panted against her lips. She just grinned. 'All's fair in love and blowjobs.'

I gritted my teeth, gripping the sheets as her mouth worked me relentlessly. Every flick of her tongue, every hum, every teasing scrape of her nails threatened to make me loose the bet. But I refused, not when the reward was so damn tempting.

"Two minutes left," she murmured, pulling off just long enough to watch me struggle.

Her lips were slick, her eyes dark with mischief. "You're not gonna make it."

"Watch me," I growled, dragging her up for another kiss, my hands sliding down to squeeze her ass. If she was going to play dirty, l'd fight back. I reached between her thighs, fingers slipping beneath her panties to find her already wet. She gasped as I pushed two fingers inside, curling them just right, and her hips jerked against my hand.

"Cheating?" she breathed.

"No rules, baby," I echoed, stroking her in time with the roll of my hips. But she wasn't giving up, her hand wrapped around me, thumb swiping over the tip, and I nearly lost it right there.

"One minute," she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. "Come on, let go."

I groaned, my entire body coiled tight. She was relentless, her fingers working me in perfect rhythm, her other hand tangling in my hair to pull me into a filthy, open-mouthed kiss.

But then, the timer beeped.

Her eyes widened. "No way."

The reward

I let out a laugh, "Told you l'd last."

She pouted playfully and I saw the mix of shyness and excitement in her eyes. We'd done facials before, but filming it? That was new. A thrill shot through me at the thought of capturing this, of having proof of the way she looked at me, the way she took me.

I grabbed my phone, fingers fumbling with urgency. The red recording light blink. Then I pulled her close.

"You're so fucking beautiful," I murmured, brushing her hair back from her face. My thumb traced the curve of her cheekbone. 

I felt her breath first, warm and teasing against me, before her lips went back around my cock. She took me in slow, agonizingly slow... her tongue dragging along my length like she was savoring the taste. Then she pulled back just to watch me twitch, her eyes flicking between my face and the camera. After all this, I really couldn't hold much longer when she put it back in her mouth. 

I could feel myself getting close, the tension building up inside me. I grabbed my cock, and started jerking faster over her face as I warned her, "I'm gonna come soon."

She didn't pull away, just smirked, lips parting to give me a perfect view of where l'd be finishing.

The first shot hit her tongue, and the next streaked across her face all the way to her forehead. Her flushed cheeks, already warm with arousal, now shimmered with streaks of cum, her skin glowing. The contrast of innocence and debauchery making her look even more breathtaking.

For a heartbeat, she stayed like that, lips slick and swollen, face painted and shining. Then she tilted her head toward the camera, grinning like she knew exactly how wrecked she looked, how fucking perfect she was.

Finally she crawled into my lap, her fingers tracing slow circles over my chest before she kissed me, soft and deep. 

When she pulled back, her voice was barely a whisper, "I hope you're proud of me."